Prologue
Ever feel like every where you run there's darkness at every corner? Well that's how it is in this world, no longer happiness or joy, just anger and hatred. That hatred caused quarrels and those quarrels caused war. The effect of the war was chaos. In the midst of the chaos I was born, different from everyone else. When i was younger I watched my village burn to the ground and the people slaughtered by soldiers. All of the blood stained my hair red and everyone who survived said that I was cursed and it was my fault, calling me a witch, demon, and a cursed child. I have no name, my purpose for living is unknown, all I know is that is my destiny has yet to be foretold. Too much blood has been spilled over this world, it is a truly cruel world. Yet there is one person in this world who isn't like the others, how can she be so kind even in a horrible world like this? She reached her hand out to me with a smile, how can it be i wonder. For once in my life I saw a light, an angel I wonder? No it can't be, yet i reached my hand back out to her. Is this a new begining or is it the end? I have been cursed with memories of evil, they now flow through my mind like water flows through a river